Puck of Pook's Hill by Rudyard Kipling
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England, and you see me go. Farewell!"
'With that he strode down the hill to the corner of the Great Woods - Woods Corner, you call it now - to the very place where he had first landed - and I heard him moving through the thickets towards Horsebridge for a little, and then he was gone. That was how it happened. I saw it.' Both children drew a long breath. 'But what happened to Hugh the novice?' said Una. 'And the sword?' said Dan. Puck looked down the meadow that lay all quiet and cool in the shadow of Pook's Hill. A corncrake jarred in a hay-field near by, and the small trouts of the brook began to jump. A big white moth flew unsteadily from the alders and flapped round the children's heads, and the least little haze of water-mist rose from the brook. 'Do you really want to know?' Puck said. 'We do,' cried the children. 'Awfully!' 'Very good. I promised you that you shall see What you shall see, and you shall hear What you shall hear, though It shall have happened three thousand year; but just now it seems to me that, unless you go back to the house, people will be looking for you. I'll walk with you |
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